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A Broken Heart, A New Life (Life x Nurse)

Lucy was always surprised with how gentle Joe was. He was so sweet, despite how cruel he had to be to others. So many had been cruel to him. She reached up and stroked his face gently, giving him a smile as he kissed her tears away. Lucy'd just been fucked by another man but that didn't phase Joe, he was still gentle and slow and loving with her.

She moaned softly when he entered her, despite the fact that she'd just been used. He rocked her back and forth against the mattress slowly and his large cock was at home in her pussy. He was making her feel good quickly too.

Lydia had power over men, he was right about that. But did she want to be like Lydia? "You don't think it makes me...less good?"
 
Joe smirked at her naivety. It was refreshing sometimes, to find someone like this in his line of work.

"We are not good." He told her plainly. "We are bad men. Everyone in this town, bad." He pressed himself fully inside of her, holding it there and simply circling his hips. "I can see it, when you grabbed her throat. You are like us. Don't follow laws. You want that kind of power. Why you like Billy, he has that power."
 
She smiled widely at Joe when he gave her that revelation. He was right. She was bad, she'd just never allowed herself to be before. Grabbing Lydia's throat had been so refreshing. She moaned again when he just circled his hips inside of her, her pussy clenching down on him happily.

"I do like Billy..." she murmured, but lifted her head up to give him a soft kiss, "But I like you too."
 
Joe's face was again locked in that stony, unreadable expression he always carried as she kissed him. He didn't answer her, only moving his hands to her hips as he started thrusting harder. The moonlight that shown in from the window above them contrasted his dark skin against her pale flesh as they rocked together in the room, alone and undisturbed.

He raised his chest up, sitting on his knees as he grabbed her legs and pulled her pussy to him and stared to really work her over as she lay there. "What are you?" he asked, much like Billy had done not so long ago.
 
Lucy was really enjoying this screw with Joe. It wasn't that she had thought she wouldn't enjoy screwing with Joe, but this was almost better than when she screwed with Billy. She moaned louder when he went harder at her, her body moving easily when he sat up and drew her closer to him.

She looked up at him, almost in surprise when he asked her what she was. She knew the answer now though, definitively. "A whore," she moaned, her eyes rolling back as her pussy clenched on to him and she experienced her third orgasm of the day.
 
Joe grit his teeth as he came with her, their simultaneous orgasm sending waves through them both as his seed mixed with her juices inside her body. He spasming back and forth, spurting off several strands of cum into her before finally collapsing on top of her.

He rolled to the side, pulling out of her. His cum covered cock was cold in the air but his entire body was hot. He moved a strand of hair from her face. "Will you let her steal him from you?" he asked, referring to Lydia.
 
She sighed and turned her head to look at him when he rolled off of her. She frowned at his question and sat up immediately. "Never," she growled, her anger boiling up inside of her. "I'll rip her heart out through her mouth." she hissed, grabbing at her dress and starting to pull it on.

"Thank you, Joe." she said to him with a little smile. She leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss. "I'm always here for you, if you need loving." she promised. Then she finished dressing herself and ran out, going back to the saloon. She ran up the stairs, somehow managing to be free of clawing hands and went to the room Billy had rented, expecting to find him there with Lydia.
 
She was right. Billy was inside fucking Lydia like a bitch in heat. Lydia was on all fours on the bed getting rammed from behind. Both were covered in sweat Lydia had a few drops of cum on her cheek and hair.

"Well well," Lydia groaned out. "If it isn't the two-cent slut." She let out a moan of pleasure as Billy smacked her ass. "What's wrong? Forget your bible?"

Billy just glared at Lucy, still annoyed with her earlier actions. He kept on fucking Lydia, waiting to see what Lucy would do.
 
Lucy wasn't phased in the least by Billy fucking Lydia. She knew he didn't care about that bitch, she knew he cared about her, whether or not he would ever admit it. She closed the door behind her and walked straight up to the bed, climbing on top of it and sat on her knees next to Billy, never taking her eyes off of him.

"Billy," she started calmly, "I'm sorry. I was stupid. I was a bitch. You're right. I owe you everything. I owe you my life. I'll be your whore, I'll be your slut, i'll be anything you want me to be. You can sell me to anyone you want. My debt will never be paid to you. All I can ask is that you let me love you the way I do,"
 
Billy looked shocked for a moment at her sudden transformation. He looked at her, saw the conviction in her eyes, and smirked. "Yeah, you're mine. I told you that didn't I?" With that he leaned in and kissed her harder and more passionately than he ever had before. His tongue pushed past her lips, twisting over her own in an erotic dance.

Slapping Lydia's ass he pulled out of her and said "Sorry Lydia. Got myself a new whore to fuck with." He grinned at Lucy at the comment. "And I think me and her are going to have a whole lot of fun."

Lydia seethed as she sat up on the bed. "You can't be choosing this little cunt over me?!" She balled up her fists. "I'm the best damn thing you can get in the west. This little tramp is probably loaded with disease!"
 
Lucy was thrilled by Billy's strong and passionate kiss, which she returned to him with equal passion. She couldn't stop looking at him, even when Lydia started to insult her. She just shook her head and stroked Billy's cheek tenderly.

"No." she said calmly, seemingly void of any anger, "Billy saved my life. He knows where I've been. He knows every single man I've slept with. And he'll know every single one from now on too."
 
Lydia's face was red with anger. "This isn't over bitch," she growled before grabbing her dress and matching out of the room.

"Well," Billy said as she slammed the door. "You just interrupted me in the middle of a fuck session. I hope you don't think you're getting out of that unpunished." He smirked as he pressed his hard cock up against her new dress. That garment already had stains from sweat and cum, and she'd been out of it more than in it most of the time already.
 
Lucy grinned when Billy said she was going to be punished. She'd just been screwed twice in a row but she was eager to go a round with Billy. She was always eager to go with Billy. She shook her head and giggled, already pulling the dress off of herself.

"Should I ride you again, or do you want me to bend over?" she offered, already having slid the dress down past her breasts.
 
"Mmm..." he grinned and pulled her towards him, diving for her neck and running his tongue over her skin before kissing along her jaw. "I'm going to bend you over and let you remind me why I just threw a high-class whore like Lydia for a girl like you..."

He turned her around, pressing her back to his chest and wrapping his hands around her chest. He kissed her lips then, her neck craned up to him as he helped her slide out of her dress so she was as naked as he was.
 
Lucy squealed with excitement when he teased her a little bit and spun her around. She kissed him hard even though she had to turn her neck a little painfully do it. Lucy loved kissing Billy and she'd do almost anything to be able to. She'd murder Lydia if she needed to, she knew that for certain.

She squirmed around so that he could get her out of the dress. Once that was off she quickly started unlacing the corset and tore it off of herself, all that was left was her petticoat and she made quick work of that.
 
Billy had his erection pressed up against Lucy's back now as his hands traveled over her body. "What changed your mind Ms. "I'm no whore"? Billy slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint on her pale flesh. "I'm going to have to fuck you good for that one."

It seemed at first he was leading her to the bed but then he led her past he, pushing her up against the glass window and pressing her face-first into it. Her breasts pressed up against the cold glass as he gripped her hips, pressing himself into her. "Let's see how much of a whore you are." It was nighttime and dark, but one could see people out there on the streets. Could they see them there in the window? Were they watching this lewd act?
 
At first moving over to the window didn't even give Lucy pause. So he wanted to fuck her against the wall, there was nothing wrong with that. But then he smashed her face right against the cool pane, her breasts smushing against it too, her nipples hardening immediately from the cold temperature of the glass. She shivered and whimpered at first, but then she realized this was a test.

It was a test of her loyalty to Billy, of what she would do for him. And Lucy would do almost anything for him, including letting him fuck her against a window with other people watching. "Joe," she said softly, "Joe talked sense into me. He made me realize how stupid I was being. That I needed you." she let out a loud moan when he pressed himself up inside of her. Despite the fact that she'd been recently fucked twice, her pussy still squeezed him in welcome.
 
"Did that Indian fuck you?" Billy groaned in her ear, biting it lightly. "Did he stick his big cock and fuck you like the whore you are?" He started fucking her hard and fast, the window shaking with his powerful thrusts as he body was taken like he owned her, which in thier twisted relationship he did.

But then he stopped, pulling out until just the tip was inside of her. "Maybe I should just leave you to Joe then," he teased her, wanting to hear her beg for it. His cock was just pressing up against her wet pussy now, hard and promising a long hard fuck but not going inside her wanting body.
 
"Yeahhhh," Lucy moaned when he asked her if Joe had fucked her. He definitely had, and it had been good. Joe was skilled with his cock, though not as skilled as Billy was. "He fucked me good," she moaned, arching her back a little as he rammed in and out of her.

When Billy stopped she whimpered and pouted big. She turned her face and whimpered at him, "Nooooo!" she whined, "I want youuuu, Billy. Your cock. I need you," she pushed her hips back towards him, trying to get his cock back further inside of her, "Pleeeeeeease,"
 
"Really now?" He teased her entrance, still not pressing inside of her. God, she was practically dripping in anticipation for him. He reached down in front of her, pressing her breasts lewdly against the window, as he moved down her chest and took her clit between his fingers and mercilessly rubbed and pinched it. "You want my cock? Oh, but you're just a little whore now, take any cock you can get..."

He licked her ear, knowing he was pressing her into an even more sinful act. "What about your husband? Whose better, him or me?"
 
As much as Lucy wanted to believe that she wasn't a whore, she knew that she was quickly turning into one if she wasn't there already. Even when she was pushed into it, Lucy loved sex. She loved the feeling of a cock stuffed up inside of her, the way it throbbed and made her moan with pleasure. But she loved Billy's the most, undoubtedly. She could be blindfolded and know when it was Billy's cock inside of her.

She whimpered and bucked a little when he took his clit into his fingers, desperate to get off, even if it had to be on that and not on him fucking her. "I loooooove your cock," she moaned to him, though she knew that if he told her to go fuck someone else right now, she would do it, for him. But she was taken off guard by his question. She paused for a moment, her eyes opening as she tried to regain her senses. "You," she murmured, knowing it was the truth.
 
He bit her ear in response, hissing in it. "You dirty little slut, hungry for my cock. Take it whore." He thruste inside her hard and without mercy, ripping her wet cunt open and pumping hard and fast. He rocked her body against the window and it was almost a sure thing that one or two people at least saw her there. "Show off the merchandise baby," he grinned.

With one hand always on her clit he slapped her ass like he owned it, grunting and panting in her ear. He was never going to let her go, he knew that now. She would always be his.
 
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